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I'M Tired

Every morning we start to run We feel tired of course, but son No way to stop, Why? Others will pass us So we run; run and run and run From morning till night, every day Is this a never-ending game by the way? 30/8/2021 Bite size poem no.19 contest

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Date: 9/3/2021 6:07:00 AM
Life should not have to be like that. Have we set ourselves up to live in a race? Enjoyed reading your contest entry. Way to go. Reads like a good contender to me. Sara
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Chathurya Gurugoda
Date: 9/3/2021 6:45:00 AM
Yeah, but it's the nature of this world as I think. Anyway, thank you very much for your comment Sara.

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